Moonspear lawmother

He spoke with warmth and pride of his firstborn son- perhaps the one who might carry on his name and legacy, she thought. Her gaze fell to the long scars down his shoulders, and she understood now that they were a mark of skill. She wondered if she would see many others in Moonspear with those same markings, or if this was something that had come from his family, and belonged to those who hunted seals. Her gaze lifted to the bridge of his muzzle, wondering if those were a mark for something else. 

Nasamik was the name of his first wife. She blinked, surprise to infer that there would be more. It was not something she was accustomed to, and many questions brewed in a thick haze in her mind but she hushed them and listened intently. She would frown when she was told that Nasamik had disappeared, leaving behind her mate and son.

Her lips pursed lightly in confusion when he mentioned two more children, only to realize a moment later what he implied, and laid her ears flat against the back of her head. He cared for them too, she could tell; enough to mention them, and honour their importance. She had never spent much time in prayer, but felt compelled to wish well for the little children, wherever their spirits roamed. 

Sialuk was mentioned, too. She gauged by this that perhaps he had sought-after bloodlines, though he did not speak of any children by name. Given the pride with which he spoke of Raiyuk, she assumed then that he might not lay claim to any children he'd potentially sired through Sialuk...Either that, or he had been denied the right. She had much to learn about the customs of the wolves of Moonspear, and found it a little bit dizzying. 

He did not speak of his second wife by name, though she existed still. If she was from Moonspear, did she live there still? Had he come to visit her here? 

The questions whirled in her mind, but she couldn't separate one from the rest, and smiled, looking a little bit stunned when he admitted that he wanted more children. 

"I hope you are as successful in your hunts for seal as you are in your hunts for brides," She said with a girlish, joyous laugh. She was impressed by the man who sought to grow his family, who could speak so fondly of his wives and children, and so openly with someone he had only just met. He kept few secrets, she thought; and it made her believe that he felt quite secure. "What is the name of your second wife?" She asked, keen to learn more about the man and his fascinating family. "Is she here in Moonspear?" She added, already curious to know the woman, who might speak of Chakliux from her own experience.